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Chapter 607 Gods Chessboard
[Congratulations to the players who have won the legendary milestone challenge "Gods Chessboard"]

The game world is changing.
The illusion was successful.

The task of this game is: 【Executing Chess】

At a certain moment, the Eternal Gods suddenly felt bored, so they created a world as a chessboard, and selected a race in it as their chess pieces, and started their game.

Players are asked to manipulate their pieces in the game to win the final victory.Reward: legend point*1.

I wish the players a happy game.
In the palace of the gods, the gods have just created this "chessboard" and are beginning to choose the chess pieces they want to control.

"I choose orcs as my pawns."

"Then I'll choose the goblin."

"I choose Titan."

"Dragon."

Gao Xing looked around and found that around him, there were eleven gods with different appearances making choices about the chessboard world projected in front of him.

Among these gods, except for Gao Xing, there are only three humanoid ones.

One is a long-haired woman in a green dress. She is called Wisdom, and as the name suggests, she has the power to define wisdom.

One is a blond young man in black armor, he is called War, and likewise, he has the personality of War.

The last one is a silver-haired old man wearing a white robe. He is called Creation.

At this time, almost all the gods who had to make a choice had already made their choice, leaving only Gao Xing and a god on the other side who was shrouded in a black mist who had not yet made a choice.

This god shrouded in black mist is called Death, but although the name and the power he controls are quite negative, he is actually a relatively peaceful existence.

"There are two races left: elves and ghosts, and death and chaos. Choose one of them." On the other side, the creator of the game, the God of Light, spoke.

Gao Xing turned his head to look, and just like his name, this God of Light was surrounded by light all over his body, almost like a big round light bulb.

"Then I'll choose ghosts, but don't expect me to play with you. Such a boring thing is better than sleeping comfortably." Death casually swipe on the chessboard world, and then, the race representing ghosts Stamped with his stamp.

"Chaos, it's your turn." The God of Light looked at Gao Xing.

Gao Xing looked at the only remaining elves, and then at the human race that had been chosen by the God of Wisdom. He couldn't help sighing, and stretched out his hand to swipe across the chessboard world.

The race representing elves was immediately imprinted by Gao Xing.

At this moment, time in the chessboard world began to flow, and the races chosen by Gao Xing and the gods also began to develop.

At this time, the God of Light said: "Then, I will repeat the rules again."

"First of all, we can't directly interfere with the changes on the chessboard, but every 1000 years, we can cultivate a god son as our avatar, and the power that can be used to manipulate the god son is not allowed to exceed the limit of the world. Second, we can send down oracles as Guidance, but no direct technology is allowed, everything can only be developed by the chess pieces themselves, third, and finally, when a certain chess piece unifies the entire chessboard world, it is considered a complete victory."

After hearing this, the God of Death lazily lay down on the side of the temple. To him, the outcome of this game was not important at all. What was the point of memorizing the rules? He had no intention of winning.

In the chessboard world.

The lives of twelve races including elves, titans, goblins, dragons, dwarves, humans, angels, demons, orcs, sea people, undead, and ghosts were quietly born.

From the moment they were born, they had a clear understanding in their hearts that there was a greater god above them.

Therefore, the first thing these beings do is to chant the name of the true God who protects them and pray.

Each race has certain advantages and disadvantages. In the first 1000 years, it will be a period of peace. The gods cannot interfere with the chessboard world and can only let themselves develop.

Only when a thousand years have passed, can the gods choose the first son of God, issue their own oracles, and begin their own guidance.

Soon, this short period of 1000 years has passed.

The race that is immortal and possesses great power has done almost nothing in this initial millennium. They still maintain their original living conditions and have never changed.

Relatively speaking, those races with short lifespans have initially developed their own civilization.

A short life brings a strong ability to reproduce. Dwarves, goblins, orcs, humans, and sea races, the population of these five races expanded rapidly, and soon occupied nearly one-tenth of the chessboard world.

At the same time, when these lives pass away, there will be a one-third chance of turning into undead, and a one-third chance of turning into ghosts. After the racial transformation, they will also lose all memories of their lives.

Titans and angels live above the clouds, each showing its own posture.

The birth of angels is formed by the transformation of pure souls in the reincarnation pool, while the titans have almost no ability to reproduce the next generation. They are born with power that is close to the peak of the world, but because of this, they want to give birth to new ones. Future generations are extremely difficult.

From the beginning of a hundred Titan Protoss, and now thousands of years have passed, they still only exist in the number of one hundred Titans.

Demons live in hell, and the environment they live in is extremely harsh. Only evil and turbid souls can be transformed into demons.

Giant dragons are obsessed with reproduction, but unfortunately, no matter how diligent they are, sometimes it depends on whether luck favors them.

The elves are long-lived, elegant, and intelligent. They are obviously considered to be a relatively good race in this world from the very beginning. However, due to their over-respect for nature, they have not yet had a large-scale ethnic group, nor have they developed a corresponding race. technology out.

Just when all the races were living in peace, within the eleven races, the will of a god descended.

The reason there are eleven is because the God of Death of the Ghost Clan is still sleeping leisurely.

In the elf forest, Gao Xing's will slowly descended on the elf queen.

This is not his choice, but the board defaults that the first god incarnation can only be the one with the strongest power and power in the current group.

"Respected God of Chaos, your disciple Luna Claudia welcomes you." The elf queen said to Gao Xing in her mind.

At this time, the elf queen was still a little apprehensive. The elves admired nature, but they had this god of creation who was defined as chaos. It was hard to say which path the elves would take next.

(End of this chapter)